I took a deep breath and walked with the others back to the classroom. The rest of the day was like a study hall in a way. You could do what you wanted, so long as you didn't leave the classroom without permission. Permission that would be hard to get based on how Mr Aizawa laid asleep under his desk. Although, I wish I could go back home early. Every year its the same thing: groups of kids talking about whatever it is they like, with brief intermissions to make my life as horrible as possible. Even with my quirk, I wasn't expecting anything different. Kacchan had told everyone I was quirkless, that I'm a Deku. Sure, I have a quirk now, but that doesn't change the fact that I'm useless.

Mr Aizawa even said I couldn't be a hero. I slid into my seat and stared at my desk. Sure enough, the moment we heard soft snoring nearly everyone was up. I did my best to note who went where, but soon gave up. I hadn't managed to remember everyone's names yet, and some kids stayed seated. Kacchan yelled at the boy with the hardening quirk, and Iida did his best to quiet him down, even if he did end up at the same volume as Kacchan while doing so.

A soft sigh broke from my lips and I pulled out a notebook. I might as well get started on that letter and number fourteen, and what better place to start than with the people I'd hopefully be seeing for the next three years. Well, that and more on Tenko's quirk. Aside from Mom, he's the one I have the most on in my notebooks. One day I'll need to go back and put all of his information in one notebook, and edit the old stuff, but for now having them all separate will keep Kacchan from destroying all of it.

All of my classmates have super cool quirks. One girl can cancel gravity and another one is invisible. I mean the applications of that would be limitless. Of course she would have to take her clothes off in order to use the full use of her abilities, but maybe clothes made out of plastic or something would work. I wonder if she was born invisible or if she simply blinked out of existence as a child. I mean, Mom about had a heart attack when you first used your quirk in front of her. It probably didn't help it was the vegetables from dinner. 

I still wonder if it retains its nutritional value or not, because that would be so helpful for getting kids to eat vegetables, though it probably wouldn't taste very good.

"Who's that for?"

I yelped and flinched away from the voice, nearly falling out of my seat. Great. Now people are probably staring and staring never ends well for me. The back of my head ached at the memory of Kacchan slamming me into a wall. 

"-okay?"

"I'm fine. You just startled me," I said with a smile. Uraraka smiled back and I felt a blush climb up my cheeks. I looked back at the paper in front of me. "I'm writing a letter for my brother. He's staying in America with my dad while he studies. He's still trying to figure out what he wants to do with his life. He hasn't been responding to Mom's texts, so she's planning on sending him some stuff. I think Auntie Mitsuki is going to put some stuff in there too."

"Oh, well, if you wanna some better stationary, I have some." Uraraka rubbed the back of her neck. "I'm living by myself, and my parents won't be able to come visit, so I made sure to stock up before I moved here."

"I'll be fine. Honestly, if I don't send it on notebook paper I think Tenko would have a heart attack. Doubly so if I don't send him a list of things to try with his quirk." I tapped the list I wrote out. "We've been experimenting with it for ten years, but there's still so much to learn about it. I mean, I wasn't around when it developed, but he said it works faster when he's distressed or angry. We've been trying to see if it works the same with any strong emotion, but-" I waved my pencil around. "-there's only so much you can do between schoolwork and everything else. There's-" I noticed Uraraka starting to somehow zone out and look increasingly uncomfortable. I stopped in confusion, only to realize I had been mumbling. "Sorry! I tend to get excited when I talk about quirks." I flipped my notebook shut and stretched. "Did you want to talk about something else?"

"I was wondering if you wanted to come sit with me and Iida at lunch?"

I stared at her for a minute, trying to gauge on if she was genuine or not. I'd been on the receiving end of 'invitations' that ended with my lunch on my lap more times than not. In the end, it took a long pause filled with awkward silence and my own mind reminding me I have a quirk, before I nodded. "Sure. Do you mind if I ask you about your quirk?"

Kacchan snorted, but didn't say anything. Uraraka nodded, but before she could say anything, she was interrupted.

"What are you still doing here? Go home already." Mr Aizawa stared at us, his yellow sleeping bag sliding off his shoulders to pool around his feet. "Real classes starts tomorrow, be prepared, and don't be late."

I wrote this chapter 3 times because I didn't like how it was going. The second time had Present Mic forcing Izuku to take a nap in the staff room and basically blackmailing him into using Aizawa's sleeping bag

Oh yeah. On @Totallydoesntexist I have a MHA and Young Justice crossover, which is gonna be fun as soon as I can edit the second chapter to fix something

See yah